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Thursday, June 23, 2011

Size does matter.

Have you ever had one of those moments when you're getting hot and heavy with a man. You get to the point where you eagerly unzip his pants... only to be woefully disappointed with the goods? Or maybe you remove a bra, ready with heightened anticipation for bountiful pillows to spill out... only to realize it was all a lie.

Then things deflate fast.

East Coast Seafood Centre

I wouldn't know how any of that feels, but I have a pretty good idea now. This past Monday, after I cracked open my sri lankan crab claw at No Signboard Seafood, I stared at the dinky limp flesh that stood in its deceptively large shell. I pried the puny, flaccid meat out, now lacking the initial enthusiasm I had originally walked in with.

Chili crab

I don't know if there's a term for these occasional cases of dinky crabs, but I'm going to call it DISAPPOINTMENT.